Oh! illusion de toutes les illusions

Es-tu incarné en Cupidon ?

Représenté avec des ailes

Et il s’est armé d’une flèche d’amour

Entrelacent de nombreux cœurs d’innocence

Et se réchauffe dans leur passion perdue

Tu noies beaucoup de cœurs de sainteté,...

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Thy radiance of countenance over me

Inspirits my love poignancy.

May be sometimes motionless the sea tides;

My love on you never rests.

When thought I illusion, a damsel’s love,

Discarded ye my ignorance to vision.

Smile in thy mellow lips

Miles my heart to...

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Oh! illusion of all illusions

Art thou incarnated as Cupid?

Depicted ye with wings

And hath armed with love-shaft

Entwines ye many hearts of innocence

And warms thyself in their perdu passion

Thou drowns many hearts of sanctity love

Into your fathomless...

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Pensively promended I, as impetuous as a poet

To accumulate few jocund inkling on dusk

For sure, not as a bard

But,as a novice to nature

Stalked I, bare-footed anigh lake

Jabbed some spines beneath my foot

Yon reconnoitred I, do any luminuous light clandestined in...

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It was a blithe wintry vesper

Strolled I, zealously anigh hillock.

The hillside's scenario was glimmering green

Perceived I, covey returning to nests

Gazed I, the ranting rill

That divulged towards creek

Clandestined the Sun in the west

Enrouted I, amidst clump of tress

The...

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